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LE FEMME
Melissa.
15.
I spend way too much time writing, and i remember almost everything except quadratic formulas.

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my transformation.
♥ Sunday, June 11, 2006 9:56 PM

morphing from ugly bushy-haired primary school to LOUD AND PROUD secondary school kid. =))

MY TRANSFORMATION

i used to be this really quiet girl who only stuck to her own friends and i didnt dare talk to anyone else. i was shy, really really shy. i didnt even dare open mouth to buy food for recess that i had to ask my BESTEST BUDDY IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD Kareena. i stuck to reading all my storybooks and no one knew what i was thinking in that little brain of mine. i had this MANE of bushy hair. i guess i hid from the world behind my hair. i wore thick glasses (i wasnt really fashionable) and i was sooo timid. i wasn't exactly smart, especially in mathematics. i was the WORSE that even my teacher seemed to give up on. whenever i get scoldings, i broke down easily. i had no self-esteem. i was totally silent in class, but that didnt mean i was paying attention. in my head, i was playing out my dreams. i was somewhere else. i drifted around in school, not exactly a floater nor a queen bee. the only thing i excelled in was my studies, but yet i wasn't the best. i was really really skinny, just skin and bones. i was fragile INSIDE AND OUTSIDE. i had a heart of glass, that could be easily shattered.

when it came to my PSLE years, i had quite matured. but still i was terrified at being in a new school but i guess having an older sister kind of helped. i still remember my first day, wearing a skirt that was WAY too long and a blouse that was at least a size too big. none of my old friends were in the same class as me so i had to find my own way around. in the end, i resulted in eating during recess with my sister and her clique. i remained silent, wondering if i would ever talk to friends just like my sister did. AND THEN, i met Elizabeth. man, she was loud. because of "a certain someone that i'm not going to mention" we became friends. and then there was natasha lee. and definitely MICHELLE SIM. and a few others like natasha ning, naqibah. together we formed the pink slips (actually natasha ning formed us but i named us). it was with them that i found my new found confidence in myself as well as others. my skirt became shorter and i began to open up to people and i wasnt afraid to voice my opinions anymore. i moved from nothing to something. i finally became a floater, getting along with everyone. when we moved on to Sec 2, our clique split up but i was still close to elizabeth and natasha. and michelle even though we're in different classes. i became more open. with the help of hair rebonding, i lost the mane of hair and instead had long straight hair. with the help of new found fashion sense, i wore instead nicer glasses. i became someone who actually BELONGED.

i still have some of my old timid days habits. for one, i still read a lot. and i am still silent during lessons but loud in between and after. i turned to writing in primary school to create a life for a character, a life i never had. but as i move on, my writing became a hobby, something i wanted to have professsion in. no doubt i am happy in secondary school. and i owe it all too my darling friends.

To Elizabeth for teaching me things i never thought existed
To Natasha for influencing me to have confidence in myself
To Michelle who put up and encouraged my retarded randomness, for being fun.
To Kareena (even though i'm not exactly close to her anymore) for sticking to me all through my miserable primary school life. I hope we can still be as close as ever.

And to everyone who influenced my growing years. I owe you big time.

Love,
Melissa